All fades from me I grasp at nothing All is dead and gone Cobwebs cover me My heart's so empty Take away the pain Darkness covers me I lie here wondering
Your eyes shall burn the passion cry As black clouds call the fire's kiss For the smoke shall dance the sweet muse tears And lay you down (in sorrow)
In the day, in the night To all, to each thy sadness For thy words, for thy pain Shall speak for all time For snakes of silver throat lie in wait for
Thy love, I gather the thorns for thee To speak the scars, sad many.... they are They bleed their palms across thy face They are the tears I wish to
gentle wind The wine is mud, and the dreams are dead Your rivers and your streams have grown To fill the oceans deep with blood Of thy breast doth scarlet
The eternal scarlet sun has set beyond this land And before thee the lives of thy people have gone... (I must weave this tale of sorrow and despair This tapestry
Shall I rest thy heart in your arms To silence the pain, to soothe the sorrow For weary am I with chains of sadness Bound by love to tragedy's dark muse
the burning cold wind Like the diamonds hidden along the earth that day She was nothing more than a shade, a delicate shadow I kissed her scarlet lips
Thy love, the sun, the roses yet bloom Marble clouds, pastures pure, autumn's sweet breath Yet starshine black, mud tears forever still For ashes fall